[color=lightgreen]"Autumn?"[/color] Oren mused, [color=lightgreen]"That's a nice name... i'm Oren."[/color] Out of habit, the boy stuck out his hand as if offering it for a handshake. [color=tan]Maybe you should take advantage of her... lack of social skills,[/color] the voice suggested, [color=tan]She seems easy enough to manipulate.[/color]

Before Oren could consider this, Katherin walked through the door. The boy's head jerked up as he narrowed his eyes for a moment, observing her warily. (Inwardly, he wondered what was up with her not talking and using tablet instead. But he shrugged it off and decided he'd ask Defeat about it later.) But a moment later, the careless smile returned to his face and he gave her a slight wave. [color=lightgreen]"Oh... hi,"[/color] he said rather happily, although his gaze was sharp, [color=lightgreen]"...You're the one who sent the email,are you?"[/color]